I am 12 years old. My father is a professional photographer. He likes to photograph the sculpture located opposite tram lines 2 and 6.

This sculpture meets us every day on our way to school. I didn't notice it until my father showed it to me. Photographers always notice things that we don't see.

One day, the following incident happened to us. We stood with my father, who was photographing a wall with a beautiful shadow. Passers-by looked at us in astonishment. A woman could not contain herself and asked: "Why do you photograph this wall? What do you find in it?" My father explained everything to her and showed her how beautiful the shadow of a tree was. Then the woman agreed: "You are right, it really is very beautiful".

The small sculpture on the wall is very beautiful too. Once, when my father was photographing it, a woman came up and told him a story about this girl. A German visitor to Kaliningrad had told her this story. He probably once lived in this house with the sculpture

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Here is the story: Once upon a time, a rich man and his daughter lived in the house. She loved a young man and suffered horribly because her love was unrequited. So she jumped out of a second floor window and died. Her father grieved for her badly. Then he bricked up the window and placed a sculpture over it. Next to the window he also planted a pear tree, but recently it was cut down. The sculpture shows a girl looking into the sky and asking God for something.

I don't know if this story is really true. Some day I will ask for permission to enter the flat and see if a window could have been there.